Here'e part 4!
I honestly have no excuse for taking so long in updating... The only thing I can blame is the internet in college which is where I spend most of my week...
I hope you still enjoy it!
"Why are you doing this to me?" Lorraine was having a hard time to breathe, again. Sebastian hummed something from where he was, but she couldn't understand it. "What did you say?"
"I said 'Shut up,' and I don't want to repeat again, so…"
"You're such a dick!"
He giggled a little, and came back to what he was doing.
'Screw you, Sebastian Smythe.' Lorraine couldn't believe she had agreed to go to his house, and that this was the third time this happened. Each time, they seemed to be going even further than before. At the moment when she felt his teeth biting slowly in her stomach she pulled his hair and he raised his head.
"Stop." Her voice was weak.
"I thought you were enjoying it; moans don't lie." Sebastian attempted to go back one more time. But she pulled his hair tighter than before.
"You're hurting me, bitch."
"I told you to stop, ass."
"And we're back on the insults. I think I told you to shut up…"
"Would you mind coming here? I need to talk to you… Face to face."
Sebastian slid slowly on top of her until his face was in the crook of her neck. He looked at her while his hands remained at her hips. "What do you want to talk about?"
"This. What are we doing here, Seb? What are we? I'm sure we're not dating."
"I think people could call us 'fuck buddies' or something like that… Except for the fact that we're not actually…"
"Fucking." He kissed her neck.
"We could, but you haven't given me the permission to…"
"That means we're going to remain as non-fuck buddies."
"Until you tell me otherwise, or I get mad. Whatever comes first."
"Don't copy me." They both giggled a little, and stayed quiet afterwards.
"I've never done this before…" He suddenly admitted.
"Copy me?"
"No… Cuddling."
Lorraine couldn't help to bite her lip. On one side she found that funny, on the other she found it sad.
"Does that mean you've never..?"
"Had sex? I have, but I had never found anybody who was willing to… stay afterwards."
"That's…"
"Awful?"
"No… Sad. Do you like it? I mean, now that you tried it…"
"It's different from what I'm used to, but it feels nice."
"I love cuddling."
"I like sex."
"Cute."
"Don't copy me." He sighed loudly. "Even if we remain as non-fuck buddies, can we do this every now and then?"
"Sure, Seb."
"And if we become real fuck buddies?"
"Then we can cuddle naked."
"Sounds awesome."
"I have to go, Kurt is about to arrive."
"It will always be Kurt…"
"If I tell you I'll come back tomorrow to keep cuddling, will you let me go?"
"Deal."
Lorraine got up and left Sebastian's bed. He stared at her while she walked away and simply disappeared through his door.
Sebastian wondered what was happening with him, and why was he confused.
Outside, Lorraine hurried and reached her car. When she saw her reflection in the little mirror, she realized how much the whole situation was going to hurt if it came to an end.
Sebastian took a pillow and tugged it under his arm. It still smelled like her. 'Oh, god. Lorraine Simms.'
Lorraine saw the hickeys in her neck, and her hands touched her stomach instinctively. She didn't want to see that. 'Oh, god. Sebastian Smythe.'